The Peerless Tang Sect’s Tianxin Douluo

Chapter 235 False Magic, Real Magic (4000 words)
I don’t know how many days passed like this, until the Magician Temple received a report from the staff of the Great Library and discovered that the Temple Elder Ling Lao who was supposed to be stationed in the Great Library was missing, and then found it by asking the Holy Son Yukong. to the training ground.

"Old Ling, what are you doing? You haven't shown up in the big library for seven whole days. Do you know that the people in the big library are in chaos trying to find you?"

I saw an old man with red hair and red hair, wearing a magician's robe, angrily kicked open the door and walked in, his voice was very angry.

"If that boy Yukong hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known that this old guy was hiding here!"

From the medal worn on the chest of the red-haired old man, it can be seen that the old man is also an elder of the Magician Temple, with a powerful ninth level. This is the law enforcement elder of the Magician Temple, who is thirty years old. The powerful strength of Wanlingli.

As he broke into the door, the red-haired old man's body froze, because in his eyes, he saw that the training room, which was originally only provided for seventh- and eighth-level magisters to exercise and test magic, was now densely surrounded by people. Various arrays.

At the same time, although these magic circles were operating in an orderly manner, he could not sense the participation of elemental elves in the environment. However, the level of these magics was actually not high. Although there were a large number, the highest level was only level three. Just magic.

The red-haired old man called Lao Ling, who was also the temple elder who was in charge of the Great Library, was a strong man with about 170,000 spiritual powers.

At this time, he was like a madman using his mental power and magic power to carve magic circles in the space. At the same time, he was holding a thin notebook tightly in his right hand.

"No, no, it's not like that, it's a little bit worse. Yes, yes, why didn't we think of it at the beginning." While describing, Lao Ling spoke vaguely.

I saw that there were several magic circles in the air at every moment, taking shape with the help of the elemental elves, but then disintegrated, and then after the disintegration, Lao Ling's mental power and magic power continued to be retained. Form a new array structure.

The cycle goes on like this, first-level magic, second-level magic, and third-level magic.
Through several foundations, or the same or different first-level magic as the underlying logic, arranging and combining them together becomes a brand-new second-level magic, and the effect that this second-level magic can produce is determined by the first-level magic involved in the combination. Determined by magic.

The same is true for the third-level magic. The second-level magic composed of the larger first-level magic base continues to accumulate, which also results in the number of basic magic circles becoming larger and more complicated.

The complexity far exceeds the level one, level two, and level three magic that ordinary magicians practice and learn.

But without exception, these newly formed magic circles no longer need the help of elemental elves at this time. They can forcibly purify and control the elements in the environment through the combination of mental power and magic power.

This allows them to arrange the required effects according to the spell array according to the wishes of the caster. At this moment, the red-haired old man seemed to hear the painful and helpless whine of the elemental elves in the air.

"What, what is this, Lao Ling, stop it, what are you doing, calm down!" Hundreds of fireballs appeared next to the red-haired old man.

At this moment, the crazy old Ling made the red-haired old man a little scared. In his eyes, the old Ling might have studied some forbidden magic and had gone crazy.

Therefore, his attack was directed towards Lao Ling. However, the level of these fire-attribute magics was not high. They were only level four. There were just a lot of them, which made them look particularly scary under the resonance of the elemental elves.

As a mage with a fragile body, even if he already possesses the ninth level of strength, he will probably suffer some minor injuries if he encounters this wave of attacks head-on. In the view of the red-haired old man, it is enough to wake up the possessed Lao Ling.

If it were in the past, with nearly twice the opponent's cultivation level and attacking the opponent off guard, the red-haired old man would undoubtedly be able to suppress Lao Ling, but things are different now.

"Xiao Kong, what did that kid call this in his notes? Shaping. Yes, it's shaping!"

"Hahaha, this is real magic, shaping elemental energy instead of praying to elemental spirits! This is what he said, a real magician!"

Suddenly Lao Ling laughed crazily, seemingly turning a blind eye to the large number of incoming fireballs, but it was just a mental thought.

I saw a large number of third-level magic arrays scattered in the room, starting to be dismantled, arranged, and reassembled.

A fourth-level magic circle composed of a combination of small first-level magic circles blocked the incoming fourth-level fire attribute magic.

Under normal circumstances, even if it is the same level of magic, but the protective area is so large, it means that its protection strength must not be strong, not to mention that I have used more than one level four magic.

The red-haired old man snorted coldly: "Hmph, let me, Lao Ling, calm down for a while, and then you and I can explain to the palace master where you are."

Without waiting for the red-haired old man who had the chance to win to finish speaking, he saw that the fourth-level magic circle did not block any of the fourth-level fire-attributed magic balls, allowing them to pass through directly.

It didn't even weaken it at all: "Strange, isn't it defensive magic? But there are no signs of attacks from condensed elements, so what's the use of your magic circle?"

But then I saw hundreds of level four fire-attributed magic balls flying towards Lao Ling, turning their heads and flying towards the red-haired old man. At this time, the red-haired old man discovered that the elemental elves he controlled originally Seems to have lost its response.

"How is that possible? What happened?" The red-haired old man's eyes widened and he looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.

Then I saw the hundreds of level four fire attribute balls passing through the magic circle again, and then gathered together. The hundreds of level four fire attribute balls condensed into one fire attribute ball with the same volume, but this time At this time, the magic ball was extremely solid.

A large amount of fire elements were firmly sealed in this small fireball, which was less than the size of a fist. At this time, the energy contained in this inconspicuous fireball had to be taken seriously.

"Fuck, you're here, right?" Without enough time to cast advanced magic, the red-haired old man retreated quickly, and at the same time, several barriers composed of wind and fire elements appeared in front of him.

This is a sixth-level fusion magic. The fire wall technique is cast with the help of the wind element to amplify and transform. It is also the red-haired old man's unique magic. The third-level fire wall technique is far more powerful than ordinary, and at the same time, it can flexibly control its coverage.

Although the wind element can enhance the ability of the fire element, even the fireballs that may be hit back by the opponent will have a auxiliary effect.

But through one's own control, one's own fire element should also be able to counteract the opponent's fire element, thereby detonating the energy contained in the compressed fire ball in advance.

And with the help of the control of the wind element, I can surely regain the right to use the fire element and scrape the fire element back. In this way, I should be able to regain the initiative.

Although the wishful thinking is very loud, and according to the thinking of a normal magician, it is indeed promising. After all, once the magic is activated, the elemental elves that originally controlled the spells will lose control. At that time, it will be a matter of who can seize the opportunity.

But it was a pity that the red-haired old man misjudged the power of this fireball. At the same time, he also underestimated Lao Ling's control over this fireball. Although it passed through the wall of fire, this terrifyingly powerful fireball was not detonated, and even the energy contained in it was almost not lost.

Through the stacking of layers of magic circles, the level of energy contained in this piece is even comparable to the elemental energy of the same volume of the Vulcan Finger in eighth-level magic.

And you must know that although the size of this fireball is small, the energy contained in it is sufficiently condensed and concentrated, and the eighth-level magic can be regarded as advanced magic. Even the ninth-level magician needs some time to prepare.

Although this time was not long, the battle at this time only lasted a few breaths, and the red-haired old man who was caught off guard by the counterattack had no chance to use the corresponding magic to resist.

boom!
A terrifying explosion sounded, and even though the training room was made of special materials and was very strong, it was blown apart by the power of the explosion.

At this time, a large number of staff from the Magician Temple rushed over to see what happened, and the temple elders in charge of the training ground had also arrived.

I saw a warm light shining down, and the original luxurious magic robe on the red-haired old man had been completely scrapped. If he hadn't worn an extra piece of high-quality magic equipment under the mage's robe, maybe he would not only be in a panic at this time. That’s it.

"Thank you, Lao Jiang. Ahem, Lao Ling doesn't know why he's crazy."

The red-haired old man quickly retreated to heal the injuries in his body caused by the aftermath of the explosion, and at the same time to cover up his current embarrassed appearance.

At this time, a ninth-level magician with a bright aura nodded towards the red-haired old man, and then looked towards the inside of the training room, which had a hole opened due to the explosion.

Lao Ling was still carving out magic circles like a maniac, turning a deaf ear to the discussions of the outside world and the impact of the explosion.

"It looks like this is not an ordinary situation. You go and go find the palace master first. I will watch over Lao Ling here. As for the others, please leave first."

The soft voice of the ninth-level magician who exuded a bright aura echoed throughout the audience.

Although the magicians in the training ground were also very curious about what happened here, due to the pressure from the elders, they all quickly left to do their own things.

At this time, the red-haired old man, who had put on a magician's robe again, also arrived belatedly with the master of the magician temple.

"Jiang Chen, what's going on?" The master of the Magician Temple frowned and asked after seeing the messy scene.

The ninth-level magician Jiang Chen, who exuded a bright aura, first glanced at the red-haired old man, and then knew that the other man must not have told the master of the magician temple about the situation here.

He sighed and said helplessly to the red-haired old man: "Old Huo, you should tell the palace master. I don't know what happened here."

The red-haired old man scratched his head in embarrassment, and then gave an overview of how he had been entrusted by everyone in the Great Library to find the elder Lao Ling, and then fought with him in the training room and was repulsed.

Hearing this, the Master of the Magician Temple nodded thoughtfully and looked at the magic circle that Lao Ling was constantly carving in the training room.

Even if he is as powerful as him, a Dharma God who currently has 750,000 spiritual powers, a being who stands at the top of the world can only understand roughly.

"Interesting, you said this change in Lao Ling only happened after he came here with that boy Yukong?" the master of the Magician Temple asked with interest.

Although he had accepted Yukong as the Holy Son of the Magician Temple because of his talent, he had always had a laissez-faire attitude towards Yukong. Only the resources of the Magician Temple were open to him without restrictions. of.

After all, he knows that geniuses do not need too many constraints. Even high-level magic and forbidden spells that are difficult for others to master may only be very superficial things in the eyes of real geniuses.

Because he was once such a genius in the eyes of everyone, otherwise he would not be able to become the master of the magician's temple.

"To untie the bell, you must tie the bell. Go call that boy Yukong and let him tell us what is going on." Caressing his gray beard, the master of the Magician Temple said.

Soon, Yukong received the notice and came here. He was the only one who came at the same time. The staff member who was responsible for notifying him did not arrive together.

Through space magic, Yukong traveled directly through space and came here. At the same time, there was a sixth-level magic book floating beside him that he was constantly flipping through.

"Old man, what do you want from me?" Upon arriving here, Yukong asked directly without raising his head.

"You kid." The master of the Magician Temple smiled and didn't care too much. After all, geniuses have privileges, and with Yukong's talent, he didn't mind giving him more privileges.

"Do you know what's going on with Xiao Lingzi? I heard it's because you've gone crazy."

Hearing this, Yukong didn't know whether he had finished reading the book in his hand or had other ideas. He waved his hand gently and saw the sixth-level magic book disappearing into the space. Then he raised his head and opened his eyes to look at the old man. Ling's direction.

"His own mental power is too weak. He cannot use his mental power to control magic and deconstruct the magic circle at the same time. It is none of my business that he is too absorbed. Don't blame me for everything."

"Except for bombing the first floor of the Great Library once, I have never caused any other trouble."

Hearing this, the master of the Magician Temple twitched his mouth, as if he was thinking of some unbearable past event, but he finally spoke.

"But no matter what, it's you who caused Xiao Lingzi to be like this. You have to cure him, otherwise I can't let you stay in the big library anymore."

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